Josephine opened her eyes and looked up at her sister.
“Morning,” she said. “You have a fun night?”
“More or less,” Frederica said. “What are you doing out here?”
“Nila had to meet up with some classmates to work on a project,” Josephine said. “She said I could stay in her room but it just felt too weird.”
“I guess that makes sense,” Frederica said. “I’m… sorry for taking off last night. I was starting to feel like a third wheel and I just kind of… snapped. I needed to get out of there. So I went over to Griff’s place.”
“I don’t blame you,” she said. “I probably would’ve bailed in your position, too.”
She stood and brushed off the back of her pants. Frederica unlocked her door. They stepped inside together.
“So you’re really not mad?” Frederica asked.
“Nah,” Josephine replied. “The important thing is that you got laid.”
Frederica rolled her eyes.
“I guess we have something in common after all.”
“Actually, not this time,” Josephine said.
“I find that hard to believe,” Frederica said.
Josephine kicked off her shoes and sprawled out on Frederica’s bed.
“Believe what you want,” she said, “but I was a perfect gentleman last night. We mostly just talked. I really like her. She’s smart, and funny, and ambitious. I can see why the two of you are such good friends.”
“Yeah, we… make a good team,” Frederica said.
A frantic knocking came at Frederica’s door. She got up and answered it. Nila stood in the hallway, out of breath.
“Well, speak of the devil,” Frederica said.
“Huh?” Nila muttered.
“Never mind,” Frederica said. “What’s up?”
“I’m sorry to just barge in like this,” Nila said, “but my friend needs your help.”